Nie Cenjin waited for the kiss she thought would come, but it never did. She loosened her grip on his clothes and slowly opened her eyes, only to see that he had straightened up and was frowning as if deep in thought.
"Wh... what's wrong?" Cen Jin asked, feeling a bit awkward.
"I'm still not over my cold, I might infect you." Jiang Baizhou replied seriously, unexpectedly maintaining a very solemn expression.
"..."
Cen Jin's face, originally filled with embarrassment, instantly turned to one of despair. She let go of her grip on his attire, her beautiful almond eyes showing a hint of anger. She stepped back two steps and turned towards her own villa to leave, replying indifferently, "Oh, in that case, I'll head back now. Staying here for too long might also infect me."
In her heart, she cursed him a hundred and eighty times. Such a blockheaded man! To think she had been so moved and felt it was sweet!
At such a crucial moment, was his mind calcium deficient or what?
